Monday, July 30, 2012

Life According to My iPhone

 We've been hanging curtains. High and wide is supposedly the way to go. How high and how wide is up for debate. Raise your hand if you're singing "Deep and Wide" now.

 Relaxing in the man cave.
  

  Enjoying the British culture.

 
 Relaxing downstairs. Manners not included.
 

 Enjoying the fact that this sign is finally in place.


  And celebrating said sign with loads of sugar.
 
Seriously. Look at all that icing!

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Wordless Wednesday

From here....



 
to here....




 
Signed, sealed, delivered...it's ours!

Friday, July 20, 2012

Friday Favorites

While I prepare to sign my life away, (God willing. Why are closings tentative until the last possible second?), I thought you could enjoy a few of this week's favorites that don't involve pictures of my house or Namath's nasty scar. Everyone breathes a sigh of relief.

I've talked before about my love of Bare Minerals. Recently, I ran out of the mineral veil, I headed online to scope out the word from the street internet. I hardly buy a pack of gum without reading reviews online. Bare minerals now makes a pressed mineral veil, so you can just carry it right around with you. Perfect for those balmy 102 degree days. Reviewers raved about it, and since people on the internet know everything, I went out and bought myself a Friday treat.

I bought the tinted version, to complement the tan I've gotten thus far in my dimly lit gray cube.

At the end of the day, when it's time to remove that makeup, I've returned to an oldie but a goody.I don't know why I keep straying from the tried and true.

There's something about the breeze of the sea that seems to help in the summer months. Maybe it's all in my head, but I think it helps smooth my skin, but I'm sure any astringent would work.

I've been wanting to try Maybelline's Falsies mascara for quite a while. In the spirit of saving, I wanted to wait until I could get a good deal at CVS and I was out of my current tube. Mission accomplished. I'm really liking it so far, and I think it just about lives up to its name.


There's no reason to have a shiny face and lackluster lashes while signing yourself into massive debt. That's what I've always said, anyways.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Big Week

After months and months and months of saving, picking out finishes, trips to the house, a move into storage and dog orthopedic surgery, the week has arrived....we are closing Friday!

 We've transferred the money, scheduled movers and deliveries all for Saturday. We'll be impatiently waiting on the weekend.

Well, most of us.


 Friday we were a little paint and a major clean up short of finishing. And all God's people said, "AMEN."

Come this time next week, maybe I'll have some decent pictures of progress to share.

Monday, July 16, 2012

The Million Dollar Question

This is a post all about the Grizz's surgery. If that isn't your thing, feel free to move on.

How does a dog tear his ACL?  In short, we'll never know.

His hip started making a popping sound a couple of weeks ago, so we decided to take him in. I feared at worst, he was starting to develop hip dysplasia, at best he had popped it out of socket and just needed a quick, albeit painful readjustment. Don't you want me to diagnose your pet? I'm very accurate.


So when I got the text from MS that he had torn his ACL and needed surgery in the next week, I was floored.

 So we loaded up to head to the vet. Which always starts on a good note. Until door number one opens and the seizure like shaking begins. It was a great Monday morning.

 He went in for a sedated evaluation where they learned he had, in fact, partially torn his ACL, so they would finish the tear (hope you have a trash can nearby to throw up in), and replace the tendon with a 100 lb. string. He was developing arthritis in his knee, which means he probably tore it 6 months ago. Seriously, don't you want me to care for your animal?

During his time at the vet, they told me he was "a big weenie for such a tough dog" and "loving the drugs". Hope we aren't on Intervention anytime soon. Dear Namath, your addiction to Tramadol has effected me negatively in the following ways....

He also had a run in with a pig. Needless to say, he was glad to be home. 


Swelling and all. 

 For such a weenie, he's doing excellent, and rocking his new scar and freshly shaved leg. I'm as proud as one can be for a dog.

He's not scared to put some weight on it or head straight to the stairs. I'm scared...we paid the vet bill.


 He's also rocking his way through the bottle of pain pills. Wrapped in cheese, of course.


 He is eating up every bit of attention, and we are more than happy to lay it on thick.

 He isn't quite sure why we have to carry him up the stairs,which is no small feat. It is a small workout.


So glad this character will be on the road to recovery in the new house. Until then, he's getting everything his heart desires. Some days that's pain pills stuffed in giant marshmallows.

It's a rough life.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Since We Last Spoke...

 We've had a lot on our plates these past couple of weeks. Somehow, in all the chaos, I've managed to not have a nervous breakdown. There's never any time for one...cue Jessie Spano.

 There was about a two week lag time between the completion of the house and the end of our lease. It seemed a total waste to spend a months rent for two weeks, with all the things we are needing and wanting for the house, so Matt's parents graciously agreed to host us and our bowling ball of a pet.



 In good news, we got tile in the fire place....


 a driveway....


 and a back splash and counter tops.
 

 In less thrilling news, our incredibly inactive dog somehow managed to tear his ACL. Yes, as a matter of fact dogs can tear their ACLs. He'll do anything to get out of moving boxes...

Kidding, Namath. Jeez.

 Let's hope this sign is...a sign. He was NONE too impressed at drop off on Monday.


 There's a lot of disorder, change and unexpected surprises as of late. It's not in my DNA to roll with the punches, but my prayer is that I'm learning that I'm not in control all the time, and to rest and trust in His provision. Even for the furry one.